After returning home, Ye Xiaocheng continued to understand Milo's Innate Taboo, even forgetting to eat lunch and dinner, and practiced until the early morning of the next day.
This day and night of practice yielded fruitful results, and his sea of consciousness increased by 1024 strands of spiritual consciousness.
He summed up the law of increase in spiritual consciousness. Divine consciousness is twice as many as lines. An increase of 1024 strands of spiritual consciousness means that 512 lines have been lit up.
This is still an insignificant number in the entire Miluo Innate Forbidden City, like a dot on the corner.
He has estimated that the entire Miluo Innate Forbidden City should have more than 100 million lines. Even if it is 100 million, if one day he lights up the entire Miluo Innate Forbidden City, his spiritual consciousness will increase by 200 million. Silk.
One strand is tiny, like a grain of sand, but 200 million strands add up to a dazzling giant lamp.
Thinking that one day his consciousness would be so huge in the future, he couldn't help but worry about how tall and strong his body must be to support such a huge sea of consciousness.
It seems that the road to physical training must continue, even though the conditions are extremely cold and despairing.
Today's worries come and today's worries come, and tomorrow's worries come and tomorrow's worries come. Ye Xiaocheng can only comfort himself in this way.
In the following days, the cycle repeated itself, basically the same. Every morning there were people waiting in front of the stall. In less than a quarter of an hour, all ten talismans and the seeds and seedlings were sold out.
Wei San showed up half a month later. The bruises and swelling on his face were gone, but his legs were still limping. No one knew who had beaten him, and no one cared.
Ye Xiaocheng was prepared. If Wei San caused trouble again, he would give him a good lesson. Unexpectedly, Wei San was so polite and honest that he nodded and bowed when he saw him.
Don't open your mouth to curse those who apologize, and don't stretch your hands to hit those who smile.
Ye Xiaocheng thought to himself, in this case, the matter is over.
Ye Xiaocheng never looked at Wei San's mirror after throwing it into the ring. Even if it was really a treasure at the beginning, after thousands of years, the spiritual energy is exhausted, and it is just garbage.
Ye Xiaocheng's father traveled around a lot when he was young and acquired a lot of antiquities. Those antiquities were at least complete in appearance, unlike Wei San's mirror which was in tatters.
Three more days passed, and it was almost noon that Bai Xiaoyun hurried to the stall, took Ye Xiaocheng's hand and cried: "Brother, please help me, my grandpa is critically ill. The doctor said that without good medicine, he will not last more than three years." sky."
Ye Xiaocheng said hurriedly: "Then let's go buy medicine. If you don't have enough spiritual stones, I have them here."
"The doctor said that only the Good Fortune Pill can save my grandfather's life. One Good Fortune Pill costs five thousand low-grade spiritual stones."
"Oh, you want so much?" Ye Xiaocheng was also surprised.
He has the Good Fortune Pill in his storage bag. There are several pills, but he doesn't know the price.
He has it back and can't take it out.
How could he, a stall holder in Free Square City, have such a supreme treasure as Good Fortune Pill?
If you take one out casually, it will inevitably arouse others' suspicion, and it is very likely that your identity will be exposed.
"Can you help me sell this talisman together? This is really an heirloom of my family. I don't know how much the spirit stone is worth. Now I can only sell it to save grandpa's life."
Bai Xiaoyun took out a palm-sized talisman-like object with only some winding lines on it.
Ye Xiaocheng read through the "True Interpretation of Talismans", which is known as the Bible of Talismans in the world of cultivation, but he didn't know what kind of talisman was in front of him, and he didn't know the right number.
But it was indeed a talisman.
The dust on the surface of the talisman may indicate that the spiritual energy has been exhausted.
It is indeed a bit fanciful to want to sell such a thing for five thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
But you have to give it a try anyway. If you meet someone as knowledgeable as him, wouldn't he just exchange ten talismans for a broken mirror?
There was no hope of selling five thousand low-grade spiritual stones on this street, so the two of them went to Wanbao Pavilion, the largest store in Fang City.
The clerk looked at the talisman from left to right, but he was not sure, so he specially invited a treasure appraisal expert to appraise it. The expert studied it for a long time and thought that the object was unknown. If he wanted to accept it, he could only give him a hundred lower-grade spiritual stones at most.
Upon hearing the price, Ye Xiaocheng pulled Bai Xiaoyun away without saying a word.
They came to the Lingxiao Hall opposite. After looking at it, the experts here gave a "high price" of eighty low-grade spiritual stones, which was not as good as the previous bid. The two of them turned around and left.
In one day, the two visited all the stores, and the result was that Wanbao Pavilion still offered the highest price.
"What should I do? Grandpa has suffered too much in this life. How can I save grandpa?" Bai Xiaoyun sat on the roadside and cried sadly.
"Don't cry yet, maybe there is a way." Ye Xiaocheng secretly made up his mind.
"What can you do? Brother Xiaocheng, I know you really want to help me, but you don't have that many spirit stones." Bai Xiaoyun wiped away his tears and said.
"Not necessarily. I have two rejuvenation charms here that might work."
"It's useless. No rejuvenation charm can save my grandfather's life."
"After all, I have to give it a try. Even if it doesn't work, at least it won't have any bad effects. You can take me to your house."
Bai Xiaoyun couldn't resist him, so he had to take him back to his home.
The grandfather and grandson live in two dilapidated houses that may collapse at any time.
The room was filled with the smell of various medicines. Bai Xiaoyun's grandfather was lying on the bed and had fallen into a coma. He was so thin that there was only a handful of bones left.
Ye Xiaocheng took the risk to check his surroundings with his spiritual sense, but no one was paying attention here at all.
Ye Xiaocheng opened the storage bag and took out a Good Fortune Pill, pried open Grandpa Bai Xiaoyun's mouth, and stuffed the Good Fortune Pill in.
Although the patient cannot chew it, he can slowly dissolve it in his mouth and it will still work.
Bai Xiaoyun was startled. If anyone else did this, she would definitely step forward and fight. Then she thought, who would harm an old man who was about to die? That is something only a mentally disturbed person can do.
Ye Xiaocheng made a shushing gesture to Bai Xiaoyun.
Then he took out a small storage bag from the ring and put a life-extending pill in it. This life-extending pill can extend life for five years, so it is a truly sky-high price.
Ye Xiaocheng's father spent more than 800,000 low-grade spiritual stones to grab this at an auction. It is very precious.
Although Ye Xiaocheng is not a doctor, he can still see that Bai Xiaoyun's grandfather's body is full of death energy. The so-called lingering life means that his life has no vitality.
Without the Life Extension Pill, even if the injury is healed, it will take less than a year to die.
Ye Xiaocheng worked hard because he hoped that the old man could live for five or six more years and at least accompany Bai Xiaoyun until adulthood.
In addition to the longevity pill, he also put 10,000 lower-grade spiritual stones inside, and two jade slips, one of which was the "Qingdi Grass and Wood Sutra" that his mother had practiced, and the other jade slip was the "Qingdi Caomu Jing" that he secretly copied on the road. The first-level and second-level talisman making methods of "The True Interpretation of Talismans".
In addition, there are a thousand pieces of first-level blank talisman paper, all of which are high-grade, a talisman pen that he originally used to make talismans, which is also a top-grade magic weapon, and a thousand first-level talismans that he made, ranging from low-grade, medium-grade, and high-grade. , top-notch all available.
One is to serve as a model for Bai Xiaoyun, and the other is to defend herself.
Ye Xiaocheng was completely prepared. He also knew that once the matter was exposed, it would probably lead to death, but he couldn't control so much now.
After all, he is still a child at heart, and does not have the "maturity" and sophistication of an adult to look forward and backward when encountering problems.
During this period, Bai Xiaoyun brought a ray of light to his dark world, and he felt it was worth it if he really paid for it.
The storage bag was not restricted. When Bai Xiaoyun took a look at the contents, he was startled and almost screamed.
Ye Xiaocheng quickly covered her mouth, and then whispered in her ear:
"Xiaoyun, what I gave your grandpa was the Good Luck Pill. Don't ask where it came from. It wasn't stolen anyway. I left some things for you in the storage bag, which is enough for you to use for several years. Take good care of grandpa in the future. Stop setting up a stall and learn how to make talismans. From now on, you must practice hard."
Bai Xiaoyun stared at Ye Xiaocheng dumbfounded, speechless.
"You have the dual spiritual roots of wood and fire. There will be many sects competing to recruit you in the future. Even if you don't join these sects, you can easily make money and live a living as long as you learn how to make talismans."
Bai Xiaoyun nodded, his body trembling slightly.
"Don't let anyone know about this, and don't let anyone see those things, otherwise the three of us will die. Remember, remember."
Bai Xiaoyun certainly knew the value of the things inside. Although he still didn't know what was in the two jade slips, ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones and one thousand talismans were enough to kill their grandfather and grandson countless times.
"You must remember it!" Ye Xiaocheng warned again very solemnly.
